Now my communications boutique is overbooked with assignments (hopefully I'm managing that better than United Airlines), I am back in the same stress pickle as I was pre-Crash. Yes, I have put on weight, Sleep is catch it when you can. My fingernails are bitten down.
But, what is saving me and my neighbors from imploding is being able to watch reruns on ION. Mostly they are cop and prosecutor shows. Each night features rerun after rerun of one particular series.
Last night it was "Law and Order." I did about three of them in between researching and ghostwriting technical material related to environmentalism. I didn't think I could pull it off. The material was new to me. But the client is more than happy. She send an additional project my way.
Tonight will be "Blue Bloods." Like the isolated girl in "Purple Rose of Cairo," I project myself into the happy Reagan family. I envision myself confiding my fear that work assignments will fall off the cliff again to patriarch Frank. He will listen. Then he will briefly provide an assessment. I will listen. That night I will sleep soundly.
The series, though, which does me the most emotional good is "Criminal Minds." Every member of that FBI elite unit is a mess. I feel that I fit right in. It's okay not to be normal if you can do your job well.
But, if I wrap up assignments before Easter Sunday, then a few neighbors and I are going to the movie theatre. Hopefully, there will be new films which have nothing to do with good guys and bad guys. I welcome shades of gray instead of a binary view of the world. Once the pressure is off, at least for a bit, I figure I can handle ambiguity.
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